Jiang Ye's lips twitched as he strolled over and sat beside Jiang Yingying, frowning with a mature tone: "You, a lady, should sit properly. What's with your legs crossed so high, how improper!"
"If you have something to say, just say it! Don't pretend to be the elder brother. You were born just a moment before me!"
"A moment, yet I'm still your elder brother!"
Jiang Yingying impatiently poked her ear: "Alright, alright, you're the elder brother. Now hurry up and get to the point!"
Jiang Ye's face turned bright red: "You, you..."
Originally, he wanted to scold her but then remembered the things he'd heard recently. He softened his tone: "Since you've come to your senses, it's good that you're no longer fixated on Young Master Zhu! Mother worries about your marriage and keeps urging you to get married soon...
Jiang Yingying cut him off, her beautiful eyes glancing over him: "So, did Mother ask you to be a spokesperson for her?"
